english poem........................

through the dark night of the soul,
growing wings to fly into the unbounded
we can either be lonely,
or enjoy the freedom that solitude brings.
"Be a light unto yourself"
to make our way through the darkness
without any companions, maps or guide.
the dawn is not far away.
as the dawn comes closer,
the night will become darker....
You are not here just to become more and more efficient--
you are here to become more and more alive;
you are here to become more and more intelligent;
you are here to become more and more happy,
ecstatically happy…..
If you want to be a poem,
an ecstasy,
then forget about utility.

Remain true to yourself.

Susheela Raman - Maya
Maya, my web of creation
Whispers to me in my solitude
Maya, my music of elation
Takes me to the heights
Where I can soar

Hear my cry
Let me weep the tears of joy

Maya, my intoxication
Secret lullaby surrounds my soul
Maya, my sound and sensation
Take me to the heights where I can soar

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